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Painkillers are the ‘Mute Notifications’ option for the body

Can you do a Michael moscovitz x reader again?? I don't find alot

Hey, sorry for not answering your question! I usually am a very spontaneous writer and it usually happens when I feel so inspired. That being said, haven’t had any inspiration in a while so I more than likely will not do that anytime soon. I am a college student and I also have two jobs, the only real “me time” is around 10 pm and I am usually dead by then lol. Am so sorry though and I hope you can find someone to fill this request!

Noah Schnapp

a/n: You’re both the same age

fluff warning

“Hey babe could you pass the remote?” I heard while reading b/n. “Sure” I replied looking up at Noah as I realized I wanted to cuddle with him. I scooted closer... closer...closer until. “Are you ok y/n?” I paused and shyly replied “Can we cuddle?” “Of course! You don’t have to ask that!”

We cuddle for a minute when he looks down and whispers, “how did I get so lucky?” “what do you mean Noah?” He begins to blush, “Umm.. I’m just in such awe of you, I mean your nice and kind, funny of course and just.. so... beautiful. You just make me so happy.” Now it’s my turn to blush,”I love you so much Noah, I’m so glad I have you in my life!” Noah smiles and says “I love you too.” 

I peck him on the cheek and begin to doze off.

a/n: sorry if that was cringy, I just saw there were not many fics of Noah and wanted to change that.

Do you ever just come to a Public Library just for nostalgia and peace? Knowing if you check out something you won’t watch or read it? I come to the library when I need to have peace, it makes me think of when me Grandpa and I would come here to get books together. We wouldn’t talk much during that time, but I was so happy to spend time together. He was like the father I never had and even though he was “grumpy” he did little things like this to show he loved me. I love him so much and wish we could do stuff like that again. He means the world to me and I hope he knows that.

I talk and ramble often. I talk too fast and can’t get my words out fast enough. I’ve been told I’m random my entire life.

My randomness, rambles, and jumping to different convos and forgetting the original topic is my normal. Sometimes I wish I could not speak at all because my friends are talking about a class, but I still can’t stop talking about a joke we said 5 minutes ago. I can tell I annoy people. My voice is hard to reign in.

I wish I could stop being something people want to get away from and not talk to.

Worthy of the Hall of Fame

preserving this here bc op turned off reblogs